I settled into the chair on the deck with a relieved groan. Gracie was asleep, I was clean, and Maya was resting. I had tried repeatedly to get Gracie to say “Dada” again so Maya could hear it, but she chose to remain silent.“Honestly, Maya. She said it.”She patted my cheek. “I believe you.”I knew without a doubt, she was lying. But Gracie had said it while she was reaching for me. Or it may have been duh, but I was certain it was Dada.The house was quiet, the sun beginning to set, and I was enjoying a hard-earned beer and sandwich. The water in the pool shimmered in the evening light, and I decided I’d have a dip once I finished eating.I had spoken to Michael, and he told me the contract had been signed. I laughed at his description of me striding back into the boardroom with Gracie strapped to my chest, and a bottle in my hand, determined to finishmy presentation. “Not a sight I ever thought I’d see when it came to you, Alex. I almost fell off my chair.”I had to agree with hi
I wrapped a towel around Gracie and tucked her against my chest. She grizzled and grasped against my skin, her legs bending and stretching. She was anxious to get going. At six months old, from the second she openedher eyes, until they finally, begrudgingly, shut for the night, she was on the go. There was a lot of bum wiggling these days I had many videos on my phone from Maya, and I had witnessed it many times, but she hadn’t yet started crawling, although I expected it any day.I had taken her in the shower with me. She loved showers and I didn’t want to leave her alone too long. She laughed the whole time, and though I couldn’t say I was as clean as I normally would be, I would pass for the day.I carefully patted her hair dry after I fastened her diaper. The sounds of Maya being ill made me hurry back to our room. Last night, she hadsuddenly wanted Japanese food. She disliked sushi but loved tempura.When she called and asked me to bring home dinner, I was only too happy to pic
It was our wedding night, but unlike most newly wedded brides, i was not looking forward to this night at all. In fact i dreaded this night.I stood looking out the floor to the ceiling window dreading this moment. I wished this night would just be over and done with. I leaned sideways against the glass panel with my arms crossed in the dark. I didn't want the glares from the lights to prevent me from enjoying the beautiful night scenes outside the penthouse. Darkness was the only thing giving me any sense of calmness right now.Today I was forced to marry a guy i absolutely abhorred, Alex smith. He represented everything i hated, a player, a womanizer, a layout andvprobably a cheater too.He was what people would call the idle rich. He probably never worked a day in his entire life and he spent his father's money to cover his expensive lavish lifestyle while chasing after women. Atleast that's how i would describe my newly wedded husband.I frowned as i wo
My alarm went off at exactly six in the morning. I groaned softly as I tried to turn off the annoying sound. Usually i hated mondays, today however, I welcomed it with open arms knowing that the dreadful Sunday was already over. I smiled at myself as i got out of the king sized bed and walked into the connecting bathroom to get ready for school. I was extremely surprised and grateful that my skirt chaser of a husband didn't force himself on me last night.As i stared at myself on the bathroom mirror, images from last nights heated kiss came flooding back. My cheeks blushed a pretty pink while my fingertips gently glazed over my full bottom lip as i recalled how his beautiful soft lips felt against mine. I wished i could have a replay of what happened this morning before I left for school.I shook my head to dispel the feelings.Maybe all kisses were like that, not that i had previous experience to compare with. I reminded myself that whatever I was feeling
"well i Wil take him if you don't want him." she said playfully and winked at me. "one thing about him being the world's most biggest asshole, is that whoever comes after him will seem like prince charming" Olivia said smilingI rolled my eyes and took another bite of my food, "that sounds reassuring""I try" she says smiling showing her cute dimples, and threw her last bite of tacos into her mouth. I gave her a mocking smile "I can always depend on you to find a silver lining even in the worst scenarios""Yap, that's me, the optimist. Anyway" she switched to a more serious tone as she picked up a chip and dipped it in her salsa "Your parents seem like loving parents, i can't imagine them pushing you to marry a stranger out of selfishness and completely ignore your happiness""it's what i thought too but they believe Alex will be a good husband to me, they seem sure on the fact but i feel like they must have been living under a rock if they haven't
"why would I miss someone who didn't bother calling or texting me all day?" i was hoping my tone will sound nonchalant but it came out slightly agitated instead.He chuckled and straightened away from me "Are you mad that i didn't call you sweetheart?""No, I don't care enough to be mad," Again why can't i get my stupid voice to cooperate with me. I didn't want to show emotions where he was concerned.He bent down again, this time his hands in his pant's pockets. His lips next to my ear, his husky voice teasing me." i might believe you but your hands say otherwise"I looked at my hands and noticed i had been clenching them this whole time that my knuckles were turning white. I immediately relaxed my hands and twisted around to glare at him.My nerves were being stretched thin due to his presence, part of me eagerly waited for him to kiss me again while the other part resented the fact that i was betraying myself.He looked entincingly
I was in class and I just could not concentrate. My eyes were looking straight at my professor, but my brain was not registering at all. All o could think about was how the Conversation with Alex ended last night without him giving me any explanation at all.I kept replaying the scene in my head to see if I could find any clues that might help answer my questions.The scene started with me asking him why he married me. He didn't respond so I repeated the question louder the second time around. "Why did you marry me?" I asked half curious and half concerned.His friendly open face slowly closed off and all I got was "it's late you should go to bed, we will talk about this later"I didn't know why I didn't fight back. I could have argued that it wasn't that late or that I deserved to know or accused him of avoiding the question or any number of excuses just to rile him enough to get him to answer.However, something stopped me. Maybe it was the look in his eye
I rolled my eyes suddenly remembering that I still have the number that texted me the previous day. I dialed the assistant number and luckily he picked up on the second ring."Hey, this is Maya Davis, am supposed to have lunch with Mr. Alex Smith, but the front desk won't let me come up.""Hi Miss Davis, am so sorry about that, I will take care of it immediately.""Thank you," the moment I hang up, the front desk phone rang.She picked up the phone and she listened for a whole minute without saying anything before mumbling, "Yes am sorry about my mistake, I will send her right up."She hung up and looked at me apologetically, "I 'm so sorry for the misunderstanding, you just look different from the woman he..." she immediately covered her mouth from saying whatever she wanted to say.I decided to finish her sentence for her, "Different from the women who usually come to meet Alex Smith you mean?"She nodded and said pr